Mystery Crowd (3)

Yun Bing looked at the appearance of the leading man pleading, and did not hesitate to sneer.

"Why is the girl sneering?" The man in the lead heard Yun Bing's cold laugh, and he no longer had much respect, raised his head and frowned and asked.

"You're not in a position to ask me why." Yun Bing just said softly, while tugging on Nangong Zhao'an's sleeve, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, she was tired.

Nangong Zhaoan touched Yun Bing's head dotingly, and slowly spoke to the disrespectful people in front of him: "You guys, choose a way to die by yourself, don't force this seat to do it." ”

The man in the lead frowned, slowly turned his head to the back, and gave the four young men a look.

After that, the man turned his head, chuckled, and immediately made a move! The dark purple light flickered, and the man united the four young people behind him to make a move together, and the killing intent was recruited!

Nangong Zhaoan and Yun Bing didn't seem to react, they still showed their affection unscrupulously, only to see that when the five people approached the two of them, Nangong Zhaoan suddenly made a move, and the golden light and the purple light collided together, causing a large light wave in the air.

Nangong Zhaoan and Yun Bing flew up calmly and calmly, avoiding this big light wave, but those five people were not so lucky, originally the highest level here was the Holy Immortal, and the rest of the people were all saints and Holy Soul cultivators, and they couldn't dodge the light wave in the air, plus as soon as the killing move came out just now, the cultivation was lost a lot, and they were seriously injured, and the woman who patrolled died on the spot, and the rest except for the man who led the Holy Immortal, the rest were all unable to move on the ground, and they were panting.

Nangong Zhaoan walked up to the leading man elegantly with Yun Bing in his arms, grabbed the man's collar, and looked at him with a smile and didn't say anything.

But the man in the lead began to tremble slightly, and the powerful breath weighed him so that he couldn't breathe, and his neck seemed to be tightly pinched by a strong hand, and he couldn't breathe or breathe, and he was about to die!

At this time, Nangong Zhaoan suddenly let go of the neck of the leading man, and still looked at him with a smile.

"Who the hell are you?" Finally, Nangong Zhaoan spoke.

"I said, can you spare my life?" As soon as the leading man was let go, he immediately took a big breath of air and said.

"What do you say?"

"We are the famous Su family in Fengcheng, the second and third young masters of the Su family, as well as the fifth young lady and her friends, and I am the escort they invited, and I came here for the thousand-year-old rain lotus." After the leading man finished speaking, he looked at Nangong Zhaoan and spoke again: "Can you let me go?" ”

"Let's go!" Nangong Zhao'an didn't say anything more after hearing the news of the thousand-year-old rain lotus, and hugged Yun Bing to bypass the leading man and prepare to leave, but one of the young men suddenly rushed up and attacked Yun Bing with all his body cultivation.

The leading man was surprised, he wanted to stop but he didn't have too much strength, he could only sigh lightly, he was, he was killing himself!

Nangong Zhao'an raised his eyebrows lightly, and with a wave of his sleeves, the man fell down bleeding before he could make a move.